Thursday, August 21, 2008
Some Morning Poems
If you want
If you want to feel
the sweet light
flow over your body,
then give yourself to light.
Moth to candle,
straw to flame,
you are nothing but
materials for burning.
If you want to feel
the sweet light
flow over your body,
then give yourself to light.
Moth to candle,
straw to flame,
you are nothing but
materials for burning.
Sita Ram, Jaya Ram
She is dancing in
candlelight,
swaying to the sounds
of Sita Ram, Jaya Ram.
Don’t fret about the meanings.
Let the syllables speak to you
flow into your veins,
your hidden passages.
Then you will know
what the dancer knows,
the secret of secrets,
that which speaks
only in silence.
She is dancing in
candlelight,
swaying to the sounds
of Sita Ram, Jaya Ram.
Don’t fret about the meanings.
Let the syllables speak to you
flow into your veins,
your hidden passages.
Then you will know
what the dancer knows,
the secret of secrets,
that which speaks
only in silence.
Whether you are standing
Don’t worry about
whether you are
standing
or kneeling
or holding a sword
with a straight back.
She will find you
whatever
you do.
She is everywhere,
waiting in your chamber
even now.
If you want to see her
you must first turn
and say hello.
Dorothy Walters
August 21, 2008
Don’t worry about
whether you are
standing
or kneeling
or holding a sword
with a straight back.
She will find you
whatever
you do.
She is everywhere,
waiting in your chamber
even now.
If you want to see her
you must first turn
and say hello.
Dorothy Walters
August 21, 2008
(Often I am inspired to write poetry from reading other poets, but sometimes it is music which opens the word gates. I wrote these poems this morning while at the computer listening through headphones to the songs of Diana Rogers. She is an incredible musician, one whose voice is filled with shakti power. I recommend her strongly if you want to taste the nectar.)
(Photograph is of installation by Dale Chihuly)
